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Jul52014

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Tyler was a killer. He left more than a dozen bodies in his wake as he hitched across the country toward Los Angeles.

With the sweltering heat of Nevada’s desert beating down, sweat pouring from his skin, he slowly trudged away each mile of Route 582 waiting for his next victim to happen upon him. When a silver sports car appears out of nowhere, a grin edges his lips. Its beautiful driver offers him a ride, unaware it may just be her last kind act.